Uranium 235 - Bleed My Disease

You suck the life from my skull, Creating my disease
Taking this life you did not own, Is that what I need
No indication, Moral implication, Chained by hand and knee
More Satisfaction through your elevation, Now do you want to hear me breathe

Hear me breathe
Hear me breathe
Hear me please

Bleed my disease

Drink the poison and my world, Slowly sinks into
A helpless state of mind, As I'm giving in to you
This poison takes my life, And leaves me at her will
I sit with you in silence, Remaining perfectly, perfectly still

Licking you hand of affliction, Infecting me with your sin
Erecting your fist through my soul, Awaiting for you to begin
Carnal Fashion of our perversion, I'm a dog who will beg and plea
Limitations of your orgasmic sensation, But you'll turn it on to see me bleed